Behind Grey Walls - Birth Control

When he’s sitting behind grey walls so naked

All the barbed wires round his life

Twisted into a rope without compassion for him

Give a fool enough rope and he’ll hang himself

For the jailers it’s clear they act in the law’s name

They can’t conceive what’s right, what’s wrong indeed

Wretched figures through spyholes ghostly echoes announce

The trap door to hell can’t be far away

Striver stands, lies and sits in his cell and is full of fear

When someone unlocks his cell without an actual key

Scheleton’s eyes are smiling, the smile of eternity

He enters the room in order to explain what’s coming

Now the die is cast, it is on the record

Call it fate, call it death

It’s just a time game

Can you see what it means to be called to account

To be called to account by society

They’ve got their codes and ethics, logic laws

But they don’t give a single damn for me

Striver stood, lay and sat in his cell and was full of fear

When someone unlocked his cell without an actual key

Scheleton’s eyes are smiling, the smile of eternity

He entered the room in order to explain what was coming

Now the die is cast, it is on the record

Call it fate, call it death

It’s just a time game

They’ve got their codes and ethics, logic laws

They’ve got their codes and ethics, logic laws

They’ve got their codes and ethics, logic laws

But they don’t give a single damn for me